she isn’t gone for too long. a few minutes pass by. nothing in particular sticks out to her and she grumbles. determined to find something, she keeps on. but so rudely is she interrupted, turning her head over her shoulder to see the grey pup bounding in her direction. it’s one of them.
u g h.
they have a weird family but can assumes the girl to be the boy puppy’s brother. pale blue eyes blink a few times before turning her head back ‘round, ignoring the other girl, and continues onward to find whatever it is she’s looking for.
one ear twitches irritably as the other puppy expresses annoyance. brilliance rolls her eyes and she doesn’t stop. instead, she keeps going. what use is the other puppy to her but her own source of annoyance? she’s got shit to do.
“i heard you,” she announces from over her shoulder without faltering in her steps. briefly, she wonders if she needs to run but she keeps an even pace for the time being. perhaps she’ll decide to run later if Annoying Puppy doesn’t go away.
the girl doesn’t know when to shut up.
oh my god.
brilliance rolls her eyes and takes another few steps.
you are so rude.
she licks her lips and looks ahead, she keeps walking but she’s slowed.
and annoying!
she comes to an immediate stop, tail twitches upwards, and she considers for only half a second to ignore her. fuck. that. the younger girl spins around on her heels and dives forward, quickly closing the distance between her and the retreating puppy. when close enough, she launches forward—though sloppy and unbalanced—and aims for the other girl’s back with angry growls and barks.
the other girl does not offer resistance and instead throws herself to the ground. brilliance toppled over her unexpectedly and steps on some legs or something but she doesn’t care. the sharp cry causes her ears to twitch but it doesn’t deter her. her own growls happen again and she drops her mouth to grab onto something, anything, and shake until she feels better. whatever it takes to teach this girl a lesson that this is her home and her family and her dad and the grey puppy can’t do anything about it.
brilliance has never been in a fight before. she has barely tussled with her siblings or her father, let alone anyone else. and now she’s here, biting down on what she can with what little baser instincts that pulls with the adrenaline. blood pumps through her ears and her heart beats right out of her chest into her mouth, tasting blood as sharp baby teeth tear through thin baby skin. however, before she knows it, she’s whacked upside the head with who knows what. whatever it is causes her to release her grip and stumble back, taking a second to try and find the girl. “GO AWAY!” she screams, threatening to throw herself back into the ring.
the girl doesn’t move but she doesn’t come for her again. all the angry and hate disappears from her face once she addresses the wound, a la brillo, is bleeding. when the grey kid does speak, it is different than before, wailing something stupid and babyish and oh-so-immature. if brilliance had the vocabulary, she’d tell her to stop being so dramatic and suck it up. instead, she burrows her gaze into the wound, as if it would ignite under the red, hot sun.
brilliance rolls her eyes. “don’t be such a baby,” she tells her, turning on her heels and going back the way she’d been going, this time without interruption.